Click——
The tabletop made a crisp sound of breaking. Li Chi glanced at the tabletop that was crushed by Qiao Xin, and then received a death gaze from Qiao Xin.
"Three, one hundred, one, ten, nine!"
Qiao Xin gritted her teeth and said these numbers.
Facing Qiao Xin's half-cannibalistic look, Li Chi grinned with a standard and evil smile.
This made Qiao Xin even more angry.
There was another click, and the cracks on the tabletop expanded rapidly.
Li Chi continued to add fuel to the fire, "No way, right? You can't afford it? You're so angry that you want to hit me?"
The air pressure around Qiao Xin gradually decreased, and the magician standing next to him was like a crowd eating melons, his eyes exuding the meaning of watching a good show, but he almost didn't shout out "Fight!" Fight! 'if.
Seeing that things were about to get out of control, although Jiang Xiu still looked like it had nothing to do with him on the surface, he actually had his hands in his bag, ready for a fight between these ghosts and monsters at any time.
When his fingers touched the weapon in the bag, Jiang Xiu glanced at Lin Ling, curious.
What will she look like when she turns into a ghost?
Forgive his lack of imagination, he couldn't put the ghosts and monsters he had seen in the past on Lin Ling, let alone describe what Lin Ling looked like when he was killing people like other ghosts.
Lin Ling sat there quietly, her hair pulled up by a rose hairpin, revealing her gentle eyebrows. One or two strands of hair fell playfully, resting on her dazzling white collarbone.
Exquisite and beautiful, she looked like a picture of a lady he had seen at an auction.
The light on the roof of the carriage shone on Lin Ling, giving Jiang Xiu the feeling that this was not in a copy of a horror game, but at some antique banquet. The other party was a well-educated noblewoman from a famous family, not from the game. Ghost NPC.
His eyes moved upward and landed on Lin Ling's slender neck.
Too fragile.
So fragile that it seemed like he could break her neck with just a twist.
Can such a fragile and kind-hearted ghost really survive in this man-eating dungeon?
As an old player, Jiang Xiu knew very well not to underestimate any ghost in the dungeon, no matter how weak the opponent seemed, he should not take it lightly.
It's just strange that his alertness and vigilance had no effect at all when facing Lin Ling, as if...
...as if he was sure that the other party would not hurt him.
Maybe it's because the other person has an approachable face and a gentle and kind temperament?
Jiang Xiu thought a lot in his mind, but reality only lasted a few seconds.
"So Xinxin is twenty-six years old? You really can't tell at all. I always thought that Xinxin was younger than me."
Lin Ling, who heard the number three hundred and nineteen, thought that the unit Qiao Xin mentioned was months. She pinched Qiao Xin's fleshy cheeks and said with some surprise and emotion.
"It seems that I will call you Sister Xinxin from now on."
Sister Xinxin...
The gloomy murderous intent in Qiao Xin's eyes quickly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then her cheeks turned red. She turned around and hugged Lin Ling, and the corners of her mouth could not be controlled.
"Baby Lingling, you can call me whatever you want..."
Sitting across from him, Li Chi had just realized that he was afraid that Qiao Xin's age of more than 300 years would scare Lin Ling. Li Chi, who was about to say that Qiao Xin was joking, clenched his fists.
Depend on!
Why is she so shameless!
No wonder he said why the flight attendant was targeting him. It turned out that she wanted to compete with him for her soul!
Next, Li Chi and Qiao Xin seemed to be at odds.
The two people's points were either the highest or the lowest, and the punishment demands they spoke out were becoming more and more excessive.
But this time they always remembered that Lin Ling was still there and did not say any punishment that would make Lin Ling scared or notice something was wrong.
